Seungwan?

Oh hey, Unnie!

Ooops, I guess I ruined her tradition by beating her to the kitchen. I was just making some tea.

What are you doing up so early?

I took naps yesterday, listened to music when I couldn’t sleep, and here I am.

Well, that’s ruining the surprise.

The main vocalist smiled at the cute pout that the main rapper was making. You see, she likes making seaweed soup for every member when it’s their special day. Only Irene can wake up at this ungodly hour.

Believe me, we tried to wake up this early to make seaweed soup for our leader

....only for one of us to hit snooze and make everyone oversleep (Thanks Seulgi).

I just got here though so I’m not ruining it.

Say the-

Hey, let me assist you this time. Please?

The doe eyed bunny became muted as she stared at me intently. She’s pondering about my offer.

God, it feels like she can see the deepest and darkest places in your soul when she focuses on you. It’s been years and it still sends shivers down my spine. I jolted from internal thoughts when I heard Irene’s soft voice to say

Alright, BUT only to assist. I don’t want you cook today.

Got it!

Like no cooking at all, no working as our chef or baker today.

Okay okay, I’m just going to help.

I think she finally believed me; her smile can seriously blind you from how bright it is. Then, she playfully nudged me as she moved past to the fridge.

Come on, “assistant”.

The time went quickly. It always does when it comes to her. It’s never boring when we are together. We can talk about anything. We can laugh about everything.

And I love every part of her. She never is the type to say it aloud but I’m sure she loves every part of me. If I express my love best through words. She shows her endearment via actions. I never feel worthy of being the holder of her heart. She can have anyone but choose me. I will make sure that she knows that I will always treasure her for loving me.

For now, it’s humoring her. She’s very proud of her seaweed soup and I made sure to only adjust the seasoning…whenever she turned around. I’m not trying to get an earful at this hour.

Finally, the special soup was completed. It looked and smelled amazing. I couldn’t help but smile at the fiercely focused expression at the chef. You think she’s plating a Michelin star course. After ladling a generous amount, she filled a spoonful, blew on it with so much motherly care before presenting it to me.

The way she looks at me, it takes my breath away every damn time. Honestly, who can ever deny that face? I accepted and it’s just as lovely as she is. If not more. She gave me a mild concerned look on my opinion on her dish but I reassure her with a nod and smile. The furrowed brow quickly morphed to a full grin.

“Happy Birthday, Seungwan!”

“Thank you, JooHyunnie. Love you!”

“I love you more.”

I won’t argue with that.